"Mr. Qi, there's something I want to tell you."
Bai Zhu smiled. At some point, she had already grabbed an umbrella.
As she casually opened the umbrella, the first drop of rain fell from the sky.
Xia Ji looked at the mysterious woman who claimed to be a transmigrator and nodded.
The two of them strolled to a stream.
Xia Ji also held up an umbrella.
The two of them looked at the stream in the forest.
"Mister Qi, have you ever thought about the existence of a mighty figure ten billion years ago?" Bai Zhu asked.
Xia Ji was speechless.
He didn't ask a boring question like " Who are you? " Instead, he replied honestly, ""There should be."
"Actually, I don't think so," Bai Zhu said.
Xia Ji frowned and waited calmly for the rest of the story.
